Tianyuan Divine Art

When Ye Lingtian, Ling Xueyao's five daughters, and Yao Lei entered the restaurant, Liu Yuhong had asked Xiao Er for a private room and was waiting for them at the stairs.

The reason why Liu Yuhong didn't dare to answer Ye Lingtian's words was because he was worried that Ye Lingtian would ask him for debts, or in other words, he was afraid that after arriving at Yunlongxing, Ye Lingtian would ask Liu Batian and Shen Ling for debts.

Seeing Ye Lingtian and the others, especially the weird and hot outfits of the five daughters of Ling Xueyao, the mistress was also slightly taken aback, but those who can be mistresses in restaurants in Misty City are also well-informed, and soon After realizing it, he said to Ye Lingtian: "Guest officers, the private room is on the second floor, please follow me!"

But Ye Lingtian waved his hand after looking at the restaurant and said, "No need, just find us a table in the lobby, and we'll eat here."

"This……"

Hearing Ye Lingtian's words, Xiao Er, who was still smiling all over his face, turned dark in an instant, as if he was extremely unhappy.

Those who are mistresses have the ability to judge people. This young man with five beautiful women is probably a playboy. If he enters the private room, he will definitely kill him. Second, you can also get a lot of commission.

But now they have to sit in the lobby, so they definitely won't spend much, and Xiaoer's attitude is naturally not so enthusiastic.

"Why, can't you?"

Ye Lingtian didn't pay attention to Xiao Er's expression, and didn't even look at Xiao Er again. Now he really doesn't need to care about this kind of person.

Xiaoer seemed to be a little unwilling, and said: "Master, the lobby is so noisy, it is not as quiet as the private room upstairs. I am worried that you will not enjoy your meal in the lobby. Besides, the guest officer has already booked Private room..."

Ye Lingtian interrupted Xiao Er with a wave of his hand impatiently.He shouted in a deep voice: "Why waste so much talk? You don't need to worry about whether we are enjoying our meal. If we can't sit at one table, we will sit at two tables. Hurry up and arrange!"

"Yes, everyone, please sit down!"

After Ye Lingtian drank like this, Xiao Er felt an inexplicable chill on his back, and shivered involuntarily.Hurry up and make arrangements in a hurry.

"Xueyao, you sit at that table, and Leizi and I sit here."

He pointed to the Eight Immortals table next to him.Ye Lingtian said to Ling Xueyao's five daughters that one Eight Immortals table can only seat eight people, so there is no need to force two people to get in. Anyway, Ling Xueyao's five daughters don't drink, so they happen to separate the two tables.

As soon as everyone sat down, they saw seven or eight people coming in in twos and threes outside the gate, but they sat around Ye Lingtian and the others separately.

"Boss, these people have problems, so be careful!"

Dai Wenliang took a look at those people, and suddenly said to Ye Lingtian through voice transmission with his spiritual sense.

Ye Lingtian smiled slightly, nodded and said, "It's just a few lackeys, don't worry about them. We'll eat ours!"

These seven or eight people are exactly the group of people who followed from the teleportation formation. Most of them are in the distraction stage. Only two of them have the initial stage of fusion. Except for Lu Jiajia, everyone else's cultivation is higher than them. But he still followed up, that must be unusual, maybe there is an expert behind him.

Ye Lingtian had already noticed it when they followed them up, so he didn't ask for a private room but sat in the lobby, also wanting to see what these people wanted to do.

Maybe it was because the waiter just now was a little scared after eating in front of Ye Lingtian. The food in the restaurant was served very quickly. Ye Lingtian took a look and found that the portion of the food was really not much, and judging from the "color", the taste might not be good. Where to go.

Misty City is like a large station. Although there are many inns and restaurants, most of them do business for passers-by. The quality of food naturally cannot keep up.

Putting seven or eight meat dishes on the table, Xiao Er glanced at Ye Lingtian and asked, "Sirs, what kind of wine do you want to drink? Our restaurant's 'Mist Spiritual Liquid' is the best..."

Ye Lingtian waved his hand lightly and said, "No need, we brought our own wine!"

Hearing what Ye Lingtian said, Xiao Er had no choice but to back down. If it was just these few dishes, he really wouldn't get much commission.

He took out five bottles of Moutai and gave each of Yao Lei, Dai Wenliang, Shao Weijie, and Liu Yuhong a bottle. Ye Lingtian opened the bottle cap and poured a big gulp from the mouth of the bottle without using a wine glass.

For Ye Lingtian and the others, having good food is not important, the key is to have good wine.

As soon as the Moutai wine was opened here, everyone in the restaurant was excited, but after looking at Ye Lingtian once or twice, they all shrugged their noses, and then looked away.

There are indeed quite a few cultivators from all over the world coming and going in Misty City, but most of them are not high in cultivation, basically between the distraction stage and the fusion stage, and those who can reach the transcendence stage are rare.

Now Ye Lingtian's group of ten people has eight members who are in the fusion stage, and there is also one who is in the early stage of crossing the catastrophe. With such a strong lineup, ordinary people would want to go around when they encounter it. How dare they provoke it?

After eating two bottles of Moutai, Ye Lingtian looked over there, and Ling Xueyao's five daughters had almost eaten, so he got up and said, "Let's go, although this Piaomiao City doesn't look very good, but since we're here, we'll go too." Go shopping, Yuhong, ask Xiao Er to pay the bill!"

After finishing speaking, he took the five daughters of Ling Xueyao and left the restaurant, leaving only Liu Yuhong with a helpless face.

All the cities in the cultivation world are similar, as long as there are practitioners and sects, there will be a cultivation city, and the same is true for Piaomiao City.

However, after walking around Xiuzhenfang City, Ye Lingtian shook his head in disappointment. Not only are there no high-grade items in this market, but a considerable number of them are fakes!

It seems that they are all used to selling fakes. After all, most of the people who come and go here every day are passers-by. Even if they buy fakes, it is almost impossible to turn around and make trouble.

"I stopped shopping, I didn't see any good things, and it's so expensive, it's so boring!"

Not only Ye Lingtian, but even the five daughters of Ling Xueyao felt a little uninterested, and it would be a waste of time to go on shopping like this.

The five daughters of Ling Xueyao said so, and Ye Lingtian and Yao Lei would not have any objections, but when they turned around and returned, Ye Lingtian stopped in their tracks.

Seeing Ye Lingtian's expression was a little strange, Liu Ruohan couldn't help asking in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, you wait for me here, I'll come as soon as I go!"

Ye Lingtian shook his head lightly.After signaling Liu Ruohan and the others not to worry, he turned and walked towards the corner of the street.

Turning the corner of the street, there is a row of street stalls.Dozens of small vendors are squatting or sitting, and all kinds of spiritual herbs or refining materials are placed in front of them.

No matter which planet or city it is on, there will always be such small vendors next to Xiuzhenfang City.They are generally small businesses, and they can't afford the rent of the shops in the market, so they can only pay a little less.Set up street stalls on the streets outside Fangshi.

Ye Lingtian walked leisurely, looking forward slowly along the booth with a nonchalant appearance, until he came to a middle-aged man who was about 40 years old and only had the early stage of Jindan.

The middle-aged man took a look at Ye Lingtian, and then introduced with a smile on his face: "What is this young man looking for? I have all rare spirit herbs and elixir. Look, this is the authentic Millennium Ganoderma lucidum. Here It is the authentic thousand-year-old fire ginseng..."

Ye Lingtian smiled slightly, and after the middle-aged man had finished speaking, he casually pointed to a small grass that was about a foot tall and had just been dug out of the soil, and its roots were still wrapped in soil, and asked: "This... this little grass has not been introduced by you. I don't know how to sell it?"

The middle-aged man looked along Ye Lingtian's fingers, and when he saw it clearly, his face changed slightly, and then he rolled his eyes, and said enthusiastically: "Young master has a good vision, this 'Bitter Grass' is the master of refining 'Lingjuan Pill'. Medicine, it’s getting late now, and I won’t ask for a high price, two thousand low-grade spirit stones, how about it?”

"Ok?"

Ye Lingtian seemed a little unbelievable, and subconsciously froze for a moment.

Seeing Ye Lingtian's reaction, the middle-aged man thought it was too expensive. After thinking about it, he hurriedly smiled and said, "If you really want it, I'll give you a little more, [-]. This is the lowest price. There is absolutely no place in the city that can find a lower price than mine!"

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Ye Lingtian also came back to his senses, then nodded, and said, "Okay, [-] low-grade spirit stones, right? I want it!"

After finishing speaking, Ye Lingtian quickly took out an 18 yuan mid-grade spirit stone and placed it in front of the middle-aged man, then carefully picked up the grass, turned around and walked back quickly.

Ye Lingtian was so forthright, but the middle-aged man was a little surprised. This "Bitter Grass" was left by a cultivator who passed by Piaomiao City two days ago. He bought it for only two hundred low-grade spirit stones. He saw that Ye Lingtian was young. , dressed in an extremely weird way, must have come from another planet, so the lion opened his mouth ten times and offered a high price of [-] low-grade spirit stones, thinking that even if Ye Lingtian bargained, he could sell it for a minimum of [-] The low-grade spirit stone, but he didn't expect that the young man bought it without hesitation when it was only offered for [-] yuan.

"Hehe, today is not bad, with a net profit of [-], we can close the stall sooner!"

The middle-aged man put the 16 yuan middle-grade spirit stone into the storage bag, and he couldn't help laughing secretly at the corner of his mouth.

Just when the middle-aged man was humming a ditty and started packing the goods in front of him, an old man suddenly appeared in front of him, pointing to the place where the "Bitter Grass" was placed just now, and asked, "Hey, where is the 'Bitter Grass' just now?" Why didn't you see me?"

The middle-aged man raised his head and glanced at the old man, his face immediately changed, and he said impatiently: "It's sold, what's the matter? Now you want to buy it again? It's too late!"

The old man became anxious when he heard it, and grabbed the middle-aged man's chest and asked viciously, "Sold it? Who asked you to sell it? Who did you sell it to? Tell me!"

Being grabbed by the old man, the middle-aged man was obviously very angry, but the old man's cultivation base was much higher than him, but he didn't dare to get angry, so he said angrily: "I got five hundred low-grade spirit stones, so I'll sell you as it is!" None, if you insist on buying a hundred low-grade spirit stones, I will sell you and you will die? If you don’t buy it, someone will buy it, and now others are willing to pay a high price, of course I will sell it!”

The old man came to see it at noon today. At that time, he insisted on buying the "Bitter Grass" with a hundred low-grade spirit stones, so the middle-aged man would naturally not agree.

Not to mention the loss of a hundred low-grade spirit stones, even if it is sold as it is, a street vendor like them will never do it. (to be continued)